Ok, I’ll admit it….I’m 32 and still can’t really drive manual. This has been a problem, because Bret’s truck is a manual. Bret has attempted to teach me a few times over the years, but it is mostly met with tears, yelling and words that shouldn’t be spoken…all on my account…seriously, who cries when they can’t drive a vehicle? Shesh.

I’ve learned that it’s partly a pride issue…I like to do things right and perfect the first time. If I can’t do something well when I first try it, I don’t want to do it. Well, today I got a crash course lesson.

Bret raked the lawn and had about 70 piles of grass (not an exaggeration, at all). He asked me to drive the truck between piles to save time hopping in and out. So…I did it…I didn’t want to, not at all mister reader sir. I stalled out a bunch of times, but I did it!

And here’s a lovely picture of Bret’s truck! 🙂

Have you done anything recently that you’ve been putting off for years?